Outta here

I need to get tf outta here. Out of people, culture, status, narratives, ideals, habits, idiots, location, lifestyle, stress, food, life.

I need:

Better role models for family, fatherhood, husbandhood.
A tribe who resonates, friends on parallel journey.
A calmer environment with easy access to lots of nature.
Roads and traffic that’s gracious and relaxed.
A neighbourhood where I can hear birds sing and cicadas call.
Healthy, delicious, cheap, fresh produce from the land nearby.
A lifestyle and pace that’s not centred on mindless consumption.
Where definitions of success are not about material things and status.
An education system that doesn’t increase suicide rates in children.
A place where my nervous system feels most at home and at peace.

Timelines had quietly shifted.
Everything makes zero sense.
Nothing here serves me anymore.

Languish in the shadows.
Or flee to the dawn.